quarta-feira, 18 de abril de 2012

The Thinker

Maybe again I have no more feelings ..
Maybe again I'm blowing in the wind ..
The magic of the world does not impress me more ...
Maybe, again, I do not wanna live no more ...

And somewhere, there is a lonely place
I need to live in a lonely place
I'll look, I'll find
Shall I be, resist and die
In a distant and lonely place

I just want peace in my mind
Listening to the sound that comes out of me
Maybe again, I need to hide myself
Of my problems that were caused only by me

This guilt does not come out of my back
Haunt me, follow me and drains my strength
How to kill a thought that was in the past?
I just learned to kill the thinker